DAMIAN

ch-7

Damian's pov

I stared at the scene dumbfounded.
“ I still can't believe you defeated me 5 times in a row in this game "I said to tim .

He smiled at me “ well I have played this game more than you " he said

“ huh " I said then suddenly I remembered something “ Hey if you don't mind me asking , where were you when I arrived at the manor? "

“I was at school , Gotham academy" he said the smile still on his face

“ school ? " I asked

“ yeah , dad made me go to school today said that it doesn't matter if I stay home or not you would be here when I will come back " he said shaking his head

“ hmmm " I hummed in response

“ Hey look I want to ask you something personal if you don't mind"
I looked at him “ sure go ahead I don't mind "

“ do you remember your parents? "I froze , the question repeated itself in my mind

“ I remember my mother a little , I remember  a woman with  Brown hair , Brown skin and green eyes " I replied staring ahead , her sweet voice ringing in my head .

I was snapped back to reality by tim saying “ and your father ?" I blinked
“ I don't remember him nor   do I care about him . Pretty sure he hated me "

“ why would he hate you ?" Tim asked confused

“ I don't know but I know that if he loved me , my mother would have left me with him or he would have looked for me " I said without any emotion

“ You can't be so sure that he hated you , what if he never knew about you ?" I looked at him now angry

“ which father doesn't know about this own child ? " I replied with anger in my voice

“ maybe your mother never told your father about you " he replied calmly .
I blinked and then narrowed my eyes

“ why are you defending my father ?" I asked suspiciously

“ just saying " he replied rubbing the back of his neck a sign of nervousness
I didn't believe him but I nodded anyways .

We both were interrupted from our moment which included me staring at tim and him avoiding my gaze by a knocking on the door

“ come in " tim said and the person came in . It was Alfred .

“ Master tim , master Damian dinner is ready please come downstairs " he said and then closed the door and went God knows where .

Tim looked at me and said “ come on , let's go " and got up . I followed him down stairs trying to remember the directions but there were so many twists and turns .

Finally we arrived at the dinning room after what felt like an eternity . There was Mr Wayne sitting at the head of the huge table reading a newspaper . Tim sat beside him  on the left seat . He motioned me to sit on the right seat that was beside Mr Wayne .

I made a face at tim and looked at Mr Wayne,  he seemed to be absorbed in reading the newspaper so I sat two seats away from him . Tim stared at me and shook his head but I ignored him .

“ so..." Mr Wayne said as he placed the newspaper down “ how was your day boys ? "

“ it was great " tim replied smiling . I stayed quiet .

“ Damian " I looked up at the use of my name and looked at Mr Wayne who was smiling at me “ how was your day ?"

“ it was great " I replied smiling a little . He nodded but continued to look at me “ was your stay here today comfortable ? Tim here didn't give you any trouble did he ?" He asked saying the last part teasingly

“ Hey!" Tim protested and I chuckled a little .

“ of course not Mr Wayne , tim was very nice to me he even played video games with me and yes my stay here today was comfortable" I replied smiling .

“ see Bruce I also can be a good brother" tim replied glaring at Mr Wayne

“ we will see about that and Damian " I looked at Mr Wayne “ yes?" “ call me Bruce " Mr Wayne said smiling at me

“ yes Mr- " his eyes sharpened “Bruce"
He nodded at me and the rest of the dinner was spent in silence .